Wednesday, 21 September 2016

The knitter and the very good day

Yesterday was a good day.  It was the kind of day that you just don't get too often, or maybe it is that you really don't notice it.  It was great actually, not in huge big ways, but in the warm fuzzies that fill your life with comfort and strength and a sense that you will make it.  Where and what it is, is not known yet of course, but suffice it to say it was a really good day.

And then I looked at my knitting. 

I have to back up a little.  I started the day with spinning as I usually do on Tuesdays.  Someday I will even show you.  We started a little later than usual, though I left home at the same time.  I decided that I would do a little sock knitting before my spinning partners arrived. 

I picked up the knitting and worked a bit on the heel.  Then I noticed an error on the lace.   I would have to go back.  I worked back the half dozen or so rows to before the error.  Once I did that, I found a second error.  I had forgotten to restart the lace after the heel turn.

 And I knit merrily on a few rows more.

And then it hit me. 

This is a top down sock.  I had just started putting lace on the bottom of the foot.  Sigh. 

I took it out and threw the whole thing down in disgust.  I started spinning.  My partner came and things improved.  We talked about spinning and fibre and the upcoming fall sale by the Edmonton Weavers guild.  I'm thinking I ought to go just to see the samples and how things work up and to talk to weavers.  Weaving is a bug that has bitten hard, but not one that will happen right now.  There is just no room and no time.

The day got better after a very successful appointment in which I was pleased and relieved.  Suffice it to say, that the small things I wish to do in my life can happen.  On the my next appointment.

Things were running late and for the very first time, I had time to knit.  The sock is now long enough to measure for fit.  I didn't mind the delay at all.  It was rather nice.  And then I got the very encouraging news that I am pretty darn normal and that all the little things of the past couple years have been weathered and resolved or otherwise managed. 

It all wound up being a very encouraging sort of day. 

The wee ones above my room are making noise and are moving about.  For all the stresses and strains of living with one of my kids and his family, as I do right now, listening to the little ones start the day is one of the nicest things. 

It is an encouraging start to another very good sort of day.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good days warm the soul😊 Gjy